As June comes, the temperature is hotter, but the rain is obviously less. Under the strong sunshine, after losing the abundant rainwater, the climate becomes dry, and a large number of plants begin to slowly enter the maturity stage.

Although the fruit trees planted in the yard were sparsely collected, they had been tragic and tragic by a group of children.

However, these wild fruits have bad taste, either bitter and sour or have few meats and large cores, and do not have much edible value.

Xu Chen gave up completely after taking a few pills.

Keep the flowers in spring and look at the shade when you grow up.

Or wait until you find a better variety before replacing it.

The thorn melons planted around the yard have also begun to grow old. Given the good harvest this year, a group of women left many thorn melons for seeding early, and they would not pick the seeds until the old Huang was born.

The stems of several large plants sowed with skins and made of hemp have begun to grow old and strong, more than two meters high and lush. The wide leaves look like mulberry leaves, but the grains look like xanthium ears. There is also a layer of seed coat covered with burrs on the outside, which has now begun to crack and mature.

There are some other melon and vegetable plants that are specially planted, and they are also rising well. After the summer, they continue to provide a lot of food for the tribe.

The good harvests brought by this deliberate planting have allowed Muba and a group of women to deeply appreciate the benefits of planting. They have recently begun to store and dry various seeds in large quantities, preparing to sow a larger area next year.

As the sowing area expands, they no longer need to risk the wilderness where they are attacked by snakes and insects and are hit by wind and rain to get rid of thorny and wild grasses to collect food in the future.

The farmland that the entire tribe cares most about began to mature on a large scale after June, with oats and wild beans growing densely, completely submerging the entire farmland and unable to see the ridges and ditches clearly.

At the foot of the mountain near the river beach, a large area of ​​undulating soil slopes and hills, there are also a large number of wild oats and wild beans and other plants that can be collected, which have grown to its most vigorous state, and the wheat ears and pods have begun to turn yellow and mature.

The harvest season is coming soon.

Several men in charge of making tools are busy cutting back a large number of green vines to make new vines baskets every day, preparing to welcome the annual harvest.

Hunters have been very busy recently. With the arrival of summer and autumn, the wild beasts that have sufficient food after several months are fat and strong. A large number of cubs born in spring are now half a piece of shit, and they have entered the time to hunt.

Gu Heju became busier.

Because as the farmland crops mature, a large number of birds began to visit frequently. If you are not careful, a large group will be covered, and the sparse seeds that have already grown will be destroyed by disasters.

The grass man who was in the spring had been covered by the crazy growing crops and weeds. Only one head was exposed. This way, no animals could scare. The wild beasts that were once frightened by grass man for several months had not dared to approach the farmland, began to patronize the farmland after June.

After all, if you want to eat nutritious oats and wild beans elsewhere, you still need to carefully search and distinguish them, but if you grow densely here, you can eat them casually.

Especially the group of wild horses, relying on their height and long legs, would come to visit them almost every day. Although they didn’t eat much each time, they would still cause half acre of size to be affected one after another.

Now, it is actually not yet fully mature, and it will take about half a month to actually collect food, and then it will be collected one after another until July and August.

For a long time, humans, these herbivores and birds have been competing for food. If the animals eat more, the people will gain less. If you want to harvest more, you must work harder and harder.

Every summer and autumn, it is the busiest season for women in the entire tribe.

This is especially true this year.

The farmland that I worked hard to plant was about to be harvested, but the animals were frequented, which made a group of women feel anxious.

In fact, it is not the most popular time now.

Xu Chen believes that if you wait for another half a month, the oats and wild beans will really reach the harvest time, and that is the golden season for wild birds to really grab food.

Humans know how to harvest maturely, and animals also know that plant seeds after maturity are the best food.

Xu Chen is mainly responsible for sorting out the drying yard and granary these days.

I used to live on the mountainside, and the open space in front of the cave was small, and there was not much grain harvested, so I could dry it at will. But this year, it is definitely not possible. A hundred acres of farmland must be harvested in the shortest time and dried in the warehouse. In addition, a lot of food can be collected in the wild area, and at least four or five thousand kilograms of grain can be collected. So much grain is concentrated and dried, a larger drying yard will be required.

Therefore, Xu Chen and a few men took the yard to level it again, mixed with clay and lime and spread it on a layer. After sprinkling water, they used wooden sticks to tamp it tightly, then splashed water and dragged it flattened with willow branches. After a few days of sun exposure, they were swept clean with a willow broom. This is a very good drying ground.

The granary was repaired as early as the winter and spring when the house was repaired. At present, it only needs to be cleaned up briefly and use dried hot potus grass to smoke the inside and outside.

On the left side of the kitchen, there were thick smoke rolling in the two warehouses used to store grain. Xu Chen's face was covered with a layer of linen cloth, and he rushed out with a spicy and pungent breath.

Ju rushed in from outside the yard in a hurry. After seeing Xu Chen, he hurried over and said angrily: "The horse rushed to the field... and went to the middle of the field!"

Xu Chen untied the linen on his face, poured a few mouthfuls of cold water by the well, and took a breath and said, "Just drive it away, and I'll run back to tell me Gaha?"

He was a little ashamed and blushed and said quickly: "We are all... rushing, there are too few people..."

"Is it okay to play the willow flute?" Xu Chen asked helplessly.

He raised his head and shook it like a plucking drum: "It was okay at the beginning, but now it is not possible, and wild sheep are not afraid of gazing!"

Xu Chen couldn't help but feel a little tooth pain.

He remembered that when he was a child, he also rushed animals and birds in the farmland. He usually beat copper basins or steel basins, and some people beat gongs. Anyway, the louder the sound, the better.

Nowadays, let alone broken gongs or copper basins, there are not one wooden basins, but there are many ceramic basins, but that thing cannot be knocked.

"You'd better go to the farmland to watch first, I'll think of a solution!"

After Xu Chen sent him away, he pinched his chin and thought about it and walked into his room next to him, watching everywhere whether there was anything that could make a loud noise.

Two dragon-toothed scimitars were quietly placed on the wooden stand, which looked luxurious and mysterious. This thing was not used for birds except for its good looks.

Dragon skin, not even so.

Apart from being scary, wild animals and wild birds are not afraid of them.

Gong...

Xu Chen fell on a few kilograms of broken copper blocks in the pottery bowl, but he gave up in an instant.

The gong is not made of ordinary copper. It must be made of bronze containing tin, and the hardness must be sufficient. Otherwise, even if one is barely made, it will never be knocked, because it is too soft and cannot be vibrated.

For example, the cymbals on drums used by rock bands, depending on the sound effects, the alloy copper with more precise and complex elements must be used.

As for the chimes that were widely cast by the princes in the Spring and Autumn Period, in order to determine the five-tone rhythm, the casting process was more complicated. The bronze composition of each bell was different, which was a complete mystery for archaeologists. It was impossible to copy it with traditional craftsmanship. The chimes that were copied by high-tech means looked exactly the same, but the taste when hit was completely different. They could copy bronze ware, but could not copy the sound flavor of ancient charm.

What's more, bronze cannot be made at the moment.

Therefore, it is definitely not possible to hit the instrument.

Xu Chen looked at him and finally stayed on a few cow horns.

In ancient times, when fighting, drums were beating and gold was roaring and retreating, the sound of trumpets was the command to charge.

If you can't do anything else, this horn shouldn't be difficult.

Xu Chen took off a medium-sized horn, with a sharp front and wide back, and a crescent moon. The middle was indeed empty. Find a branch and insert it into it to mark the depth, then pull it out and use a copper knife to gently mark it.

However, staring at this shallow mark, Xu Chen was silent for a long time and then hung the horns back on the wall.

The horn should be fine, but it cannot be made at the moment. The horn is too hard and there is no suitable tool to cut it off.

So he could only rack his brains to think hard, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he had an idea.

There is an ancient ethnic group in Guizhou and Hunan called the Dong people.

The Dong people are said to be the descendants of prisoners and immigrants left by Qin Shihuang to conquer Baiyue. They are called Qianshou, and Guizhou's abbreviation is said to be from this.

The Dong people were also called Dongman or Dong people in ancient times, which meant that they had always lived in caves. They had inherited many ancient traditions and habits from the pre-Qin period. Every year, they would play a trombone on various Dong people's festivals, and this trombone was neither copper nor cow horns, but was made of tree bark.

Xu Chen happened to meet the local Sheba Festival while inspecting Guizhou, and was fortunate to appreciate the style of this bark.

It's not nice, but it's simple to make and has a loud sound.

Different caves compete with each other to see whose bark horn blows the loudest.

If you don’t understand it, please refer to the small speakers you used during the South Africa World Cup.

After listening to the noisy and lively, Xu Chen's head buzzed for more than half a month, just like a nightmare, his eyes closed and his head was filled with the sound of horns...
Chapter completed!